Ronan’s POV I was torn between reassuring Freya and running after Timon. But she made it easy by walking away. I followed Timon hoping to have a discussion with her later. I couldn’t get to ask Timon who the guest was. As we entered the study, my heart leaped at the sight of my cousin, Dawn. “Dawn? What are you doing here?” I inquired moving close to her while Timon maintained his position by the door. Dawn had tears in her eyes as she rushed towards me, wrapping her arms around my waist tightly. I hugged her, feeling all the emotions over again. Everything about her boils back to Aunt Celine. They practically smell the same and talk the same. Anyone who isn’t close to the family will never know Aunt Celine didn’t birth to the girl herself. “Does your father know you are here?” I asked after we sat down to talk. She shook her head. “He must not know, please. It took me a lot of time to find Lord Timon. He was the only one that I trusted would bring me to you. Mother always said h
Fiona’s POV “My baby,” I whispered to Louis ' peaceful sleeping face. He is such a delight to watch. With him being asleep I feel all alone. Ronan had no idea when he would be chanced to come to us and Isla went into the village to get some groceries. My heart keeps jumping at any slight sound. I haven’t had the chance to brood over the situation I am in because there is always someone around. I have no idea what would have become of me if Isla wasn’t here. The house is too big for just three people to live in. I wish I could do something now that I am out of the palace. Being locked away for months and having minimal people to converse with makes me feel stiff. I wish I could just take a walk with my child and experience the joy of having people around once again. Sometimes I can’t help but wish my life was different. I love Ronan very much, however, that doesn’t change the fact that my life has undergone a drastic turn because of him. I miss Abian village and the serenity that c
Ronan’s POV “Do you not have something to say? Where are you coming from, Fiona? And why did you carry my child with you?” I questioned at the top of my voice. My world felt like it would explode when I entered the house and I could not find either Fiona or Isla. Nothing was out of place in the house but that didn’t stop the scary imaginations from roaming my head. What if they had been taken away by those after me? Questions like that and many more filled my head. I was just mind-linking Timon to explain my predicament to him when the two of them walked in. From Isla’s action I can tell that she had no other choice but to give in to Fiona’s demand. Seeing Louis in her arms sleeping peacefully, made my racing heart relax. Isla hid behind Fiona, “I am sorry, Your Highness. I shouldn’t have let her leave the house.” “Excuse us, Isla,” I mumbled. Fiona glanced up at me when Isla left. “I wasn’t expecting you to come around today. The village is safe you don’t have to worry about an
Fiona’s POV My body shook hard from the tears. I curled up into myself feeling pathetic as the waterworks soaked the bed. I almost could not recognize Ronan in those eyes. He seemed distant and scared. I know he is only showing concern, but the way he spoke just didn’t sit well with me. I feel unfairly treated after putting up with so much in the past few months. I was on the verge of telling it to his face that his wife might be among the people he was running from. But I could not say something that I would be subjected to explaining later. “My lady, are you there?” Isla called out from the door. In my dazed moment, I had left Louis with Isla and locked myself up in the room to cry. I sat up at the reminder that my son might need me to feed him. I wiped the tears off quickly and hurried off the bed to open the door. Louis wasn’t with her, she only had a tray of food in hand. “Where is my son?” I asked looking around like he might be lost. “He is sleeping, you don’t have to wor
Author’s POVTimon was sprawled out on his bed with two ladies flaunting both of his sides when his maid burst in to announce to him Isla’s arrival. For the first few seconds he was completely distorted, the minute he got himself together. Alongside Isla, he ran as fast as his hindlegs could carry him back to the village where Ronan’s unconscious body lay.They arrived at dawn to find Fiona sobbing next to Ronan while mopping his forehead.“Lord Timon!” Fiona hollered at the sight of him.“What happened to him?” Timon asked panting heavily from the run. He checked Ronan’s body while Fiona struggled hard to explain what must have gone wrong.His hands paused halfway when it grazed a cut on Ronan’s body. “Shit! It must have been a silver trap, he has lost a lot of blood it's why he is unconscious. I will go into the village to get him some herbs. Keep mopping his head.” He said hurrying off.Fiona looked weak from attending to Louis and his father all through the night. Isla took a slee
Ronan’s POVI felt caged the moment our eyes met. It was for this reason that I wanted to return to the palace so badly. I don’t want to address the elephant in the room just yet. Didn’t Timon say he gave her some sleeping herbs?“I am not well, Fiona,” I said hoping she would let me be.She stomped into the room further glaring hard at me. “Do you know how worried I was last night? I was so scared that you were going to die. Different thoughts kept running through my mind. I didn’t mean to say all those things. I was just angry.” She wailed uncontrollably now, collapsing to the ground next to me. “I love you so much, Ronan. I will never want anything to go wrong with you. I am sorry for everything I said.”I swallowed hard, feeling like a villain. I thought she was going to address what happened yesterday and blame me for getting hurt. Pulling myself up, I stretched out my hand to caress her wet face.“Forgive me, my love. I didn’t think I was that hurt.” I lied. “As regards yesterda
Author’s POVAs soon as Ronan entered the room, Freya’s nostrils were filled with Fiona’s scent. Even though it was quite faint. She didn’t need to be told that he had been with her. She squared her shoulder staring at me with no emotion in her eyes. All of the love she has for him seems to have dissipated within a short period.He has been trying to talk to her for a while, however, Freya has been intentional about staying away from him.“What do you want?” She questioned.Ronan stood still with his arms at his back. “I have come to plead with you again, Freya. I know you have been through so much because of me. I promise you this wasn’t intentional. I am sorry for all the pains that I made you go through.”“Of what use is your pleading? Will that bring you back to me? Or will you show off your son that you have been hiding so much from me?”“I need you to understand that my life and that of everyone around me is at stake. I am only trying to protect everyone.”Freya scowled. “Have y
Ronan’s POV“What were you thinking?” Timon questioned as he dressed my wound.To avoid any suspicious questions, I asked that he be the one to check the wound. It would have been totally healed if I hadn’t decided to run back to the palace in such a hurried state.“I was thinking correctly. I can't place my finger on it yet, but Freya is acting strange and I do not want to risk anything. Me talking to her is to instill fear and also plead with her at the same time.”He sighed and looked up at me. “She is a woman, my king. You can’t expect her to not feel.”I rubbed my forehead. “I never said she shouldn’t. I am only pleading for her to be thoughtful. I can feel it within me that something is about to go wrong. You know I don’t get stirred up for nothing.”“That is true. So, you no longer have anything to tell her?”“I think I have played my part. It is up to her to do whatever she wants. I am tired of making her see reason.”“I guess so. Where are you headed?”“The Mallow village to
Ronan’s POVLouis let out his loud childish laugh as I tickled his side. It feels so good to finally get the chance to play with my child. We have gotten closer as it should be. He has stuffed himself with every sweet chewables the party has to offer. I have a feeling Isla would have a hard time putting him to bed.“So sorry, Your Highness. I will take him now.” Isla pleaded.“It is alright, Isla. Thank you. Where is my wife?”“She is getting changed.”“Alright, thank you.”After the usual open ceremony that involved every member of the Nestorian kingdom, Fiona was crowned as the Luna Queen. We returned to the palace to celebrate with a ball, ushering in anyone who desired to attend. Fiona made the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in her wedding dress. I wish we didn’t have to be so engaged in honoring our guests and just have her to myself.“Wow, he is, the man of the hour.” Timon teased sitting next to me.“I have been looking around for you. Where have you been?” I questioned.
Fiona’s POVI glanced discreetly at Ronan and smiled to myself. He looks much better than he was a month ago. When Lord Timon arrived with a carriage saying we were returning to the palace, I thought it was a joke. I had almost given up on the thought that we would ever get to return since Ronan never seemed to have an answer.When we arrived there was a lot of acknowledgment from the very people who didn’t care to see me. I never knew Ronan’s uncle and didn’t think too highly of him after hearing about all that he did. What I didn’t expect was the situation of Freya. It was okay when she plotted to have me dead, but shocking at her intention to kill Ronan. You never know what people are capable of. Dawn didn’t appear too concerned about the death of her father, but she finally got the chance to mourn her mother properly.I felt sorry for Dawn and Ronan, even though my experience wasn’t as epic as theirs. I do know what it feels like to have the ones you trust to play on your heart an
Ronan’s POVMy entire world felt like a lie. I still can’t get over everything that Elder Callum expressed. To think I felt guilty for ever suspecting him. All the while I had sleepless nights and battled for my life, he was plotting against me.“Why don’t you go back to the palace, Your Majesty, and let me sort this out,” Timon said.I shook my head feeling a nasty ache making its way to my head. “No, please, I want to see for myself.” I insisted.We were headed for Elder Callum’s house to search properly this time. Even though I still can’t get over the shock of all that he said and his death, I want to get a glimpse of everything. The house was agog when we arrived. All of the maids and guards looked on in fear as Timon and his men searched every room in the house.The remains of Aunt Celine were the first thing that was found. Callum had it wrapped up in a bag and put it into the room she had slept in when she was alive. It was obvious that it was her from the burnt remains of her
Author’s POVThere was an eerie feeling in the air as Ronan moved through the woods stealthily. He could sense some presence behind the thick bushes, and even though whoever it was did try to hide its scent, he caught a whiff of it and it almost seemed familiar. He should have listened to Timon who advised that he took a carriage to meet with his family. But something told him to go his usual route.He halted his steps to listen to be sure he heard right. All of sudden a big wolf matching his frame jumped at him from nowhere sinking his teeth into Ronan’s upper body, but he missed and only got to tear out a bit of his fur. Before he could get a grip on the situation, the attacker pushed him to the ground aiming for his neck vein. Ronan fought hard and gave the wolf a wild kick that sent him reeling backward.Ronan hurried to his feet, gnashing his teeth at his attacker. Just then the attacker shifted into their form leaving Ronan in shock. Callum turned out to be the one behind the wo
Ronan’s POVSomeone banged recklessly on the door waking me up roughly from my sleep. I have barely gotten an hour of sleep in. My mind has been laced heavily with thoughts that had prevented me from sleeping at the due time. Groaning, I sat up with my back bent. It's actually morning, how long was I asleep?Timon made his way in, bowing slightly towards me. “Your majesty,”“Really? Why would you hit on the door like that?” I questioned.“It was not my doing. Ava was at the door.”“Has she lost her mind? Where are the guards when you need them to do their jobs? Why wake me up so early in the morning?”“It's not exactly morning your majesty. It is way past noon. Are you alright? You don’t look well rested.”I rubbed my forehead, staring intently at the wall. “Something is coming, Timon. But I do not know what it is and my heart is burdened. I couldn’t get any sleep because of it. If anything goes wrong please protect my family.”He sighed. “Don’t be like that, we will resolve whatever
Ronan’s POV“Where is that bastard?” Levi yelled as he stormed my study.Three guards stood behind him ready to strike at my order. They must have restrained themselves since he is my in-law. I nodded towards them to excuse us. Timon gave me a questioning nod.“What is all this about Levi?” I inquired.“Oh, really? So you do not know what all this is about? Where is my sister, Ronan? Did you have your child bearer skin her alive? So what if she tried to kill her? Isn’t she an intruder in the first place? You should be ashamed of yourself for picking a mere stranger over your mate.” He ranted.I exchanged a confused look with Timon before looking back at the fuming man. “What you are saying now is that you do not see any wrong in what your sister did?”“Yes, and for what it is worth, you are to blame. If you didn’t turn away from her and make her feel unneeded she wouldn’t have gone that far. But what excuse do you have now that she is carrying your child and your child bearer is very
Author’s POV“Freya?” Callum called out. No response came. He rubbed at his neck in discomfort and moved closer. She was unmoving and blood appeared to be flowing from her head to the ground.He gulped hard and felt her pulse. Callum cursed under his breath at the eventuality of his action. Not only had her breath seized, she couldn’t be revived. Freya was dead. Covering his eyes with both hands, he groaned like a wounded lion. This wasn’t supposed to end like that. The only death he intends to have on his hands next is Ronan’s.His breath hitched at every passing second. Rising to his feet, he took in a deep breath to calm himself. There is no need to start hyperventilating when the deed has already been done. First, he has to get her cleaned up and find a way to dispose of her body, but then it will take a lot of work. If anyone gets to know that the queen is missing, it won’t take long for her to be traced down to him.Callum searched around for anything that would do to stuff her
Author’s POVFreya gasped for breath like she had been hit in the chest. Nothing prepared her for the murderous look in his eyes. She could sense the irritation in his expression. Her legs wobbled and her lips quivered. Ronan was supposed to be obsessed with her now that she was pregnant. He is meant to cherish her like no other. Instead, he appears to be disgusted by her.She pulled at her hair with shaky hands. A muffled scream escaped her lips, she tried hard to let it all out but nothing came. The tears rolled down her face, almost blinding her. Freya sat still just staring blankly into space. It is as if every time she tries to give Ronan a chance to amend his ways, he walks onto the destructive path.Regret creeps in as she thinks of Callum. He had been the only one who came to her rescue and assured her of a secure future. Instead of making sure their relationship is sealed and they have themselves to count on. She plotted his death. All because of Ronan.The more she thought a
Ronan’s POV“You didn’t find anything?” I asked Timon for the umpteenth time like my ears had gone deaf.He bowed his head, “I am sorry, Your Majesty. I must have gotten the wrong information.”Ruffling my hair, I sank onto the couch feeling an unexplained exhaustion. I had eventually hurried back to the palace in the hope that Timon would catch onto something. Even though we do have a missing knife to prove that my uncle had something to do with his friend's death, it is not enough to accuse him of killing his wife.Even though it doesn’t sound right, I am beginning to hope he might have a link to the enemy tormenting me. It probably was Elder James. What if my uncle was trying to defend me? Won’t it be wrong of me to be so hard on a person who is more like my parent?Timon dragged a foot on the ground. “Please say something.”I held his gaze, shrugging. “I really wish I could say something to you, but I do not know what to say. I must admit that I was eager to hear the outcome of yo